Changle Street.

The alley of hoop is narrow and dark, with low tiled houses on both sides. Most of the alleys are made of bamboo strips, bamboo tubes, and bamboo slips.

Only one craftsman surnamed Sun made hemp paper.

Thick white snow was pressed on the tiled houses on both sides of the alley, and ice was hanging from the eaves.

The windows are not breathable, the house is dim and wet, and sewage flows across the gutters outside.

Fortunately, it is the cold winter season of the twelfth lunar month, and the snow covers the earth and does not smell the smell of fishy smell.

The craftsman has a low status. In a place like Jinling City where every inch of land is valuable, it is already quite good to have a house to shelter from the wind and rain. It is naturally not demanding on the living environment.

Under Zuer's leadership, Chu Tianxiu entered the depths of the alley and frowned.

As a modern person, he doesn’t think it’s poor in the royal palace, but it’s inconvenient for not having paper in the thatched cottage.

But after entering the civilian area, he immediately felt instinctively that the old alleys of civilians in Jinling City were very inappropriate, with dense populations and too dirty on the ground, making things easy.

I have to talk to the Jinling Prefecture Prefecture and transform the sewage drainage ditches in Jinling City.

But today he is here to run the hemp paper workshop, so there is no hurry to do this.

They came to a paper shop.

This ma-paper workshop is called a workshop, but it is actually a civilian house.

The inside and outside of the house are quite simple, with many dilapidated hemp heads, broken hemp shoes and torn hemp clothes. In the middle of the house is where the craftsmen of this family are sleeping.

Some dry hemp paper was dried on the wall.

The innermost part of the house is a papermaking workshop.

There are knives, stone mortars, paper washing beds, and other papermaking tools.

But it was blocked by a piece of rag and could not be seen outside.

This small hemp paper workshop houses five people. A couple of Sun Jiang, who are in their forties and fifties, and their three sons in their twenties and thirties.

The family of five is supported by this craft of hemp paper.

"Little Old Marshal Sun, I have met the little marquis, Miss!"

A shriveled old man in a torn black jacket stood at the door of the low house with a nervous and restrained expression. When he saw the noble young man and lady in the gorgeous clothes in front of him, his hands and feet were panicked.

Those rich and noble people who are usually rich in the bamboo slip bookstore on Changle Street will never come to this alley of the blazing shop.

Zuer had already told him that the little marquis and Princess Danyang would spend a sum of money to buy his masalm house, and that the Sun family would all have the fief of Princess Danyang.

This family of craftsmen surnamed Sun has good skills in hemp paper, but unfortunately hemp paper has no business. He raised three sons in his twenties and thirties, so he could barely make a living.

Old craftsman Sun had heard of Xiaohunhou's reputation and knew that this young marquis was a famous playboy in Jinling.

The little marquis wanted to buy it with someone and the hemp paper workshop, and he had doubts.

But the advantage is that you can join the princess’ fief and no longer have to pay taxes and labor service to the court in the future, which is something that many people cannot envy.

Old craftsman Sun agreed without hesitation.

Chu Tianxiu glanced at the people behind him.

Mr. Sun quickly introduced, "This is the villain's wife, who usually helps to help, peel and peel. These are the villain's three sons, who are not married yet, and they make paper and pulp with the villain. They are all full of strength and can do a good job!"

The three men were dressed in a shabby dress and were honest, hiding behind their father, unable to say a word.

"How much does your hemp paper cost and how much does it cost?"

Chu Tianxiu asked plainly.

"The raw material cost for buying hemp skin is three-month copper coins, and the price for selling it to Shujian store is five-month copper coins. The price of the store is ten-month copper coins.

You can buy ten big cabbages for this ten quota. No one in ordinary families can buy them, so they can only be sold to wealthy families in Jinling.

But those wealthy families only use it occasionally, despising our home’s coarse hemp paper and easily penetrates ink.

After working hard for a month, we can make about one hundred pieces of hemp paper. One piece of hemp paper costs money, and earning a copper coin of two hundred words can only make a living."

Mr. Sun said honestly and grunted.

He didn't know what Xiao Hunhou bought his hemp paper workshop to do, so he could only tell the truth.

Chu Tianxiu frowned slightly, and it could be seen that the hemp paper business of the old craftsman Sun was not good.

This family of five is worn in rags, the house is dilapidated, and the wood and earthen walls are rotten. If the hemp paper business is good, life will not be so difficult.

I can’t produce a hundred pieces of hemp paper in a month, so it’s okay to support two people. But it’s too difficult to support three adult men who can eat.

"What's the process for making hemp paper?"

Chu Tianxiu said casually.

He wanted to know how high the Sun family's hemp paper craftsmanship reached, so that he could give some advice and improve it into a real Caihou paper.

However, the old marshal Sun was shocked, and quickly hunched over, and bowed humbly, with a begging on his face, "Little Marquis, this ~ this hemp papermaking technique is a secret technique passed down from generation to generation by the little family, and a job for eating. Don't ask."

Chu Tianxiu understood the fearful thoughts of the old craftsman Sun at this moment.

Craftsmen have no land and rely entirely on their own unique skills to make money.

Mr. Sun ate this bowl of rice, and his three sons and even their descendants would ate this bowl of rice.

The techniques of ancient craftsmen were often passed down from generation to generation, and they were the ones who were eating.

Letting him reveal his job, causing more people to compete for hemp paper, wouldn’t it be a waste of his descendants’ life? The old craftsman Sun got into the princess’s fief household registration, but he still had to work and rely on this papermaking craft to make a living.

Even if he beat him up, he wouldn't say a word about how to make hemp paper.

Cai Lun's papermaking technique is open, which is another matter.

Cai Lun presented the papermaking technique of "Cai Hou Paper" directly to the court because he was a senior official of the nine ministers of the court of 2,000 stones.

His main business is an official, and papermaking is just a path to gain fame, so he naturally doesn't care about the money for papermaking at all.

Chu Tianxiu didn't ask again and said calmly: "After you mash the pulp with a stone mortar, the pulp is degreased, and quicklime is used? Cut, wash, soak, steam, pound, beat, copy, bake, and peel. Are there any missing steps in these eight or nine papermaking steps?"

Old Craftsman Sun suddenly widened his eyes and his heart was shocked.

The process of making hemp paper is quite complicated, and the advantages and disadvantages of paper depend entirely on the technical details. What to use to degreas the pulp is the most important step in making hemp paper.

Every time he used quicklime to beat the slurry, he did it himself, and didn't even tell his three sons how much they used. He was afraid that they would be fooled, so he just let them do the rough work of mashing the skin.

Making hemp paper is not a profound secret... Once you understand the key points, everything else will be simpler.

The little marquis even knows the entire process of making paper.

Chu Tianxiu's expression was dull.

He knew more than that, and even knew that Mr. Sun's ancestors should be silkworm pounders.

The most important thing in making paper with hemp skin is to pound and pulp, and use quicklime to degummize.

Without degumming, the oil paper is made of oily paper, which is waterproof and cannot absorb ink for writing.

The ancients first mastered the technique of pounding silk and degreasing, and then accidentally discovered that this technique could be used to pounding silk, which made hemp paper.

This small group of people who pounded silk made silk changed to hemp paper.

"You don't need to worry about your job. This little marquis doesn't like your hemp paper technique. I bought your hemp paper workshop to transform the hemp paper technology and make better paper! Just do as I told you!"

Chu Tianxiu smiled faintly.

"You said."

Old craftsman Sun dared not pretend to be a senior paper craftsman in front of Chu Tianxiu, and his heart was tingling and his mouth was full of bitterness.

He can also regard himself as a senior paper craftsman in front of people who do not understand the key craftsmanship of hemp paper. The little marquis knows this, and his family secrets are obviously not worth much in the eyes of the marquis.

Chu Tianxiu waved his hand and asked Sun Laojiang's wife and three sons to retreat, leaving Sun Laojiang alone.

"The purchase price of Mapi is too expensive, and it is extremely costly to compete with people for linen clothing and shoe shoes. This is a very high cost. My husband plans to use very cheap bark, bamboo and other paper materials to make large-scale papermaking materials."

Chu Tianxiu said in a deep voice.

Hemp is a high-value cash crop, and the cost of materials alone is extremely high. The paper used to make paper is of course expensive.

Few people can afford it!

When making paper on a large scale, the cheapest materials must be used, which can be seen everywhere, and no one can compete for. The bark and bamboo are too large to use, which is more suitable.

The cost of raw materials has dropped to one percent of the original, and the batch production of large workshops has greatly reduced the cost of paper.

When Mr. Sun heard this, he was stunned and hurriedly advised: "Little Marquis, you must not do this."

You don’t know that the villain has tried to use tree bark to crush and pulp, but the glue on the bark is much thicker than the glue on the skin.

Beating and degreasing will always not be cleaned.

As a result, the paper is too oily and cannot absorb the ink, and even one piece cannot be sold. If it is made on a large scale, it consumes a lot of money and cannot be sold, it will be a big loss."

The little Marquis lost a lot of money to make paper. Can he still get benefits like a papermaker? I am afraid that his job will be smashed.
Chapter completed!